How did I get her?

What did I do?

Her eyes glisten,

She shimmers & shines.

Her voice is angelic.

How did she get to be mine?

What do I tell her?

How do I show her?

How do I make her know?

I love her.

I'll tell her tonight,

No I can't.

Well tomorrow then,

No that's not right.

I'll commission a poet to read

this to her, and then she'll

know my heart & my soul,

my love, I love her